Ugly

I could have read
A poem called
Ozymandias
To her instead
I lived for the moment
It was a futile
Gesture anyway
I was here
And she was here
And being broad
Of minds and hips
We did the only
Thing possible
I guess I shouldn’t have strangled her to death
But I had to go to work
And she had laced my coffee with acid
Normally I wouldn’t have minded
But I’m allergic to sulphuric acid
Besides she had acne
And if you’ve got acne
Well, I apologise for disliking it instensely
But it’s understandable
That ugly people have got complexes
I mean, it seems to me
That ugly people don’t have a chance
It’s only the children
Or the fucking wealthy
Who turn out to be good looking
An ugly fart
Attracts a good looking chick
If he’s got money
An ugly fart
Attracts a good looking chick
If he’s got money
An ugly fart
Attracts a good looking chick
If he’s got money
It’s different for Jews somehow
I’d like to see
A passionate
Film between
The two ugliest
People in the world
When I say ugly
I don’t mean rough looking
I mean hideous
Don’t tell me that
Aesthetics are
Subjective, you
Know all the truth
When you see it
Whatever it is
Muscle
Power, muscle
Power, muscle
Power, muscle
Power